Forlorn

My tears fall
 Like mercurial drops
  Silver globules
 Explode at contact
 With the soddened earth

Ripples of sadness
 Flow outwards
  Each, and every heartbreak
 Rests upon the crests
As memories drown

Within each solitary teardrop
 Within each painful memory
  That hollows out the soul
 As your heart
Sinks into the abyss

As you find yourself
 Lost, as in the echoes
  Of the final glimmers
 And glows
Of a dying star

And soon
 Your light
  Will shine
 No
More

Just an empty
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S.P.A.C.E
by Jemia